Sunday, December 30, 2007


I have completed a project I set out to get done by new years and i am burning it to dvd right now.


"bring the light"

I'm so happy to have it done and looking forward to hearing and watching people view it.

Sunday, December 23, 2007


It’s a skyline worth looking for. It is worth writing about, and today it’s worth every word from my mouth. Looks like a half moon until the streaming deep blue gray clouds reveal it’s as full as a new mothers heart. The moon tonight reflects my feelings towards love. I’m full of love. I’m lost in this feeling and right now it fills my ears. “Love is what I got” and this was no accident. This is a sign, a symbol, a reminder, to have faith, and caress this moment and conceal this love from empty, solitary mornings.

And like the moon I’m full. I’m of energy to fulfill goals laid out before me. They aren’t simple, and the pressure will cause nausea. The deadline will cause sleep deprivation. But it is worth it just like the skyline.

This skyline is worth comparing myself too. I am full of myself. I can be this person I am today, everyday, if I conceal this love and power myself with deadlines. “Today is the greatest day I’ve ever known”

Wednesday, December 19, 2007


My back is sore, my knees are bruised and so is my hip but after finally playing racketball in over three weeks, it is all worth it.

Doubles was a ton of fun. Singles was challenging but really fun. We popped Kyle's cherry on this game today and he thanked me for it. He was pretty darn-diddly-arn good too.

MD, Kyle, and PW came by for a while, then we all headed back out to The Oak. MD made some very questionable looking hashbrowns but thanks to Velveeta they weren't to bad.

It's now one:two three and time for bed.

Monday, December 17, 2007


I am currently addicted to Hey Ya by Mat Weddle. Go to and you can listen to it there.

It brings back very happy memories of my trip to AZ in March. I can smell the fresh morning air tonight in my bedroom, this December evening. I can see the curtain blind lifted just above the window ledge. Then the rush of the air through the car window down Alma School to Wal-Mart.
There was a girl, cute and hugable, buying red solo cups. Memories of that trip are forever carved into my soul and this song brings them to the surface.

Do you like my Holiday Card in the Salgat Art Studio?

kyle has...

...inspired me to write more often. As he says, "I enjoy reading your shit."

So look forward to reading any random poetry that leaks out of my head and into this laptop. Take it for what it is. Connect to it in your own way. Some of it may be sad and some may be happy. Some may be serious and some may be silly. Hopefully you're entertained.

my vision is gone and the battery is too
wel'll see if this makes sense tomorrow of the
misspellings will f'' it
making it undreadablke.
have ideas for storys and poems
i'll begin working on some

Sunday, December 16, 2007


Look for Her,
look for togetherness,
and my eyes go numb,
but in the end
it is BEAUTY.
Her loveiliness brings me home.
It's what I look for
and someone will see this
and someone will not understand
But She is what fixes ME!

Friday, December 14, 2007


i strung my 1,000 racket of 2007 today at work! Despite my foot hurting and just hurting in general, i've rocking the the sha-poopy out of the pro shop to get there.